Teddy Bears and Holy Blessings

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   Maddy's dreams were often empty. They, as of late, consisted of her mortal being floating around the endless, pitch black void. She'd hear her own voice whispering at her, as well as the voice of the entity rasping it's cheeky tales. Maddy never paid attention to any of it. She was far too tired.

"Ẃ̸̝e̷̩̐l̴̓͜l̸̬̈́ ̴̳̓ẃ̴͈h̴̨͑y̵̜͠ ̶̬͋d̶͎̍o̴̳̎n̴͚̓'̶̘̔t̶̗͠ ̶̘̓y̷̙͗o̸̻̾ǘ̸̩ ̶̧͠j̵̫̍ǔ̷͕s̸̹̎t̷̜̓ ̷̼̓l̶͎̆e̸͝ͅt̴̺̃ ̴̙͝m̶̤̽e̸͚͝ ̵͎͠h̴͎͋a̶̰̋n̴̝͒ď̶̰l̵͚̒e̵͍̋ ̶̹̃î̴̼ť̴͍?̶͓̀" it echoed through her mindscape.

"..."

"Y̴̨̐o̸͓̾ū̸̯ ̵͒͜c̸̜̓a̸̮̐n̶͉͐'̴̰͆t̸̫͛ ̶̣̂s̴̬̓t̴̮͐a̶̞͝y̷̦̋ ̸̝̄q̶̳̅ủ̵̱i̷̫͗e̸̱͐ṫ̶̢ ̵̠̍f̶̭͛o̴̚ͅr̵̫̃e̴̤̐v̶͉͠è̴̟r̶̩̈,̸͕͌ ̶̣͆s̵̞͝ẅ̸̜́ẽ̸̮ë̷͎́t̶̨̽h̸̲̍ë̵̢́à̸̘r̸͈̾t̸̖͑.̴͉̒ ̸͚̓Ć̴͚'̴̯̋m̴̞̈o̵̰̓n̴̰̓.̸̳̿ ̵̗̋Į̴̄ ̵̫̒ẃ̸͓ô̸̪ṅ̶͈'̷̨̅t̵̨͂ ̸̣̚d̴̯̏o̷͇͂ ̷̬́a̴͉͋n̷̮͛y̷̘͘ť̶̥ẖ̸̅i̸̫̕n̸̪̓g̸̫͆ ̴͖̕ṙ̶̰ä̴̻s̷̱͊h̵͚̅.̵̤͌ ̵̋ͅT̵̩̈ḩ̷̈à̴͇t̵̡̏'̵͚̔s̶͚͒ ̸̃ͅa̸͎̓l̵͓̀l̸̝̾ ̸̛̟i̵̬͝ṋ̸͘ ̵̘̉t̷͈̋h̷̩͋e̶̘̊ ̵̖̐p̸͍̕ȧ̵̤s̴̛̙ṱ̸̑.̷̹̑ ̶͈̂I̵͍͊ ̴̤͂w̵̙̒o̸͉͋ń̸͔'̷͖̃t̶̹͊ ̶̩͝h̵̢̓ư̴̥r̶̲̔t̴́ͅ ̴̮̍ả̷̫ń̴̺y̵̹̆ò̵̹n̴̺͘e̷̹̿.̴̠̈ ̵̖̑M̶̱̋ư̶̥c̴͎̆ẖ̷̈́.̷͈̇"

"That's precisely why I won't let you. You'll ruin my life more and you won't even realize." 

   The voice scoffed. Unfortunately for it, she was right. It's 'help' wasn't really help at all. It was chaos that it shrouded as 'protecting the host'. While yes, it did protect her, it always came at a cost, and without the control she had before her demise, Maddy wasn't taking any chances.

"Y̵̦̎o̶͂ͅů̷̩ ̸̧̇ū̸̗s̶͉̋é̸̮d̴̠͑ ̸̢͂t̷́͜o̸̖͝ ̷͇̋t̸̬̽h̴͍̓ị̵̔ṇ̵̕k̴̂͜ ̴̧̎o̶̭̔f̶̣̉ ̶̟̆y̸͉̎o̴̱͆ṳ̵̅r̴͕͆s̴͙̉é̸͓ľ̶͖f̸͝ͅ ̷̟̒s̷͎̔o̴͕͌ ̴͔̋h̵̔ͅi̸͈͝g̷͔͆h̶̟̀l̴͔͑y̶̜͝.̷̫̈́ ̷̻̃A̷͔̿ ̴̘̓p̶̥͒ó̵̱w̷͍̋ȩ̷̈́r̴͛͜f̴̤̾ǔ̴̱l̵͖̿ ̴̬͠g̷̱͒o̶̤̿d̸̩͠.̵̤̐ ̴̭̓W̸̲̆h̸̛̙a̴̲̍t̶̟͐ ̸̗͛ẖ̶͒ä̶͍p̸̩̓ṕ̸̼e̵̮̎n̷̙̓e̶̥̔d̵̹̃?̷̹͘ ̴̦̎W̵̳̋h̵̺́y̸̬͛ ̸͙̏a̸͓̍r̸͇̈e̸͉̋ ̵̟͝ỳ̷͕o̶̫͠u̷͚̐ ̸̰̓s̶̛̖o̸͍̿.̵̤̇.̸͙̎.̶̨͌.̵͉̓h̴̬̋o̸̘̽p̶̻͊e̴̗͝l̶̞̊e̸̯̋s̸͙͝s̵͉̈l̴̨͛y̵̹̿ ̴͚̅u̷͇͝s̶̫̚ë̸͚́l̸͔͑e̶̻͝š̸̹s̵̥̚?̵̃͜"

"I don't know what your endless, immortal knowledge has taught you, but the human mind is not made to survive all the mental anguish I did. I'm shocked I lasted as long as I did. I'm tired. So...so tired. It's hard to keep going. "

"O̴̱͝o̷̯͌ǫ̵͛o̶̖͝h̸̥́,̵̻̅ ̷̘̕y̵̬̑ọ̵͐ų̴͂'̶̣̉r̶̫̃ẻ̷̳ ̵̻̆r̷̦͗i̸̩͝g̷̲̓h̸̰͘t̸̢̂.̷̯̄ ̸̟͊Ḯ̶̠'̴͇̈́m̵̻͋ ̸͙̎n̷̙͛o̵̮̅t̷͖̓ ̸̩͋ḫ̷͝u̵̝͝m̷͎͆a̸̹͒n̵̼̓.̶̣̌ ̴̰̀I̸̜̽'̵͎͊v̴̤̒e̷͚͊ ̵̼̌r̴̢̎ę̴̅s̷͉̃î̶̺d̷̜͆e̸̹͋d̷̼͛ ̵̪̓i̸̗͋n̸̺̈́ ̴͚̽y̴̝̽o̷̙͛ù̷͍ȑ̸̩ ̵̠͛m̴̖̏ī̶͖n̴̨̿d̷̤́ ̵̹́f̷͎͊ȍ̸͚r̶̮͂ ̵̱̐ó̴͖v̶̻̅ĕ̵̳r̴̛͍ ̵̬̑t̵͎̓w̷͚͊e̸͕͝n̴͕̂t̴̩̆ÿ̸̘́ ̶͙̕ỵ̶̀e̸͎͑å̷͇r̶͈̈s̸̠̈ ̷͇͌ȧ̶̺n̴͚̅d̴̲́ ̷͚̽t̴̩͘h̶͍́e̵͉͊n̵̢͘ ̶̭̇s̶̢̾o̵̩̾m̸̹̏è̸̠.̶̪͑ ̶͍̆I̵̢͗ ̴͕̕s̵̖̅t̷͙̽ḯ̸̥l̸̆ͅl̶̮̇ ̵̳̔d̸̠̃o̴̳̿n̴̨̍'̴̟͘t̵̹̚ ̵̠̄u̷̟̎n̵̜͑d̵͇͆e̴͈̾r̷̪̿s̴̮̀ṱ̶̈́ä̴̮́n̸͈̋d̷͕͗ ̷͍͑y̸̙̆o̷̰̽ǔ̶͇.̶͍̋ ̵̮̚B̵̙͗ṵ̶̀t̷̠̒ ̷̙̊I̵̡͆ ̸̖͋ȓ̸̫e̴̙͒s̸̰͌p̶̻͛e̸̥͂c̵̢͗t̶͕̏ ̸̖̓y̷̝̿o̶̢̽ú̸͓ ̷͎͝é̴̱ṉ̶́o̶̓ͅū̷̲g̷͎͠h̸͈͒ ̸̙̀t̷̹̽o̷̍ͅ ̶̗̈ḁ̵͛c̵̘͠ĉ̵̹ė̶̦p̷̞͑ť̷̜ ̷͉͝t̴̛͓ḣ̷̹a̵͕͝t̷̘̍ ̶̨̑ẏ̶̲o̸̰͂ú̷̬ ̶̺̔ḵ̸̐n̵̡̓o̴̹̓w̴̬̾ ̶̫̏b̵̟̉ë̴̥́t̴̺̓t̴̤̄e̴̛̹r̷̙͝ ̵̲͋t̵͚͆h̸̥̐a̴̗̾n̸̫͠ ̸̡͑I̵͔̐ ̸̨̛d̵̦͝ȏ̴̳.̵̯͒ ̸͖͗F̸̨͊i̸̟̋ǹ̷̠ẽ̷̻.̷̝̃ ̷̮̇I̷̺͠'̶͛͜l̴̩̋l̶̡͝ ̷̻̽s̷̠̎t̶̑ͅǫ̷̀ṕ̷̮ ̷͎͑b̴̖̓o̷͎̎t̵̲̎ḧ̷͉́ẽ̷̩r̶̰͐i̸͔͘n̶͈͐g̵̣͌ ̷̘̄ẏ̴̯o̷͖͗ụ̸̈́.̶̗̉ ̵̜̂B̵̼̍u̵͈͗ť̴̻ ̵̭͑t̶̪̃h̷̞͠a̷̦͛t̶̢̔ ̶͍̓d̶̨͊ö̶͕é̵̘s̷̗̓n̴̛̪'̵͕̎ṱ̷͠ ̷͖̚m̷͖̀e̷̟͘ä̵̱́n̸̯̿ ̴̼͑s̸̪̓o̸̖̚ḿ̷̖ë̸͔́o̸̢̅n̵̟̋e̷͛͜ ̵̫̊e̷͚͛ḷ̴͂s̷̱͌e̶̫͑ ̴̟̀w̸̖͋o̸̪͐n̷̬̊'̶̪̚t̷̝̾.̷̽͜"

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